(Intro) Thank Yall, How Yall Doin? Yeh, my names Colt Ford, I jus came here to do a little song for yall, bout where I come from, the way I see it, I
See me and my ole lady we been fightin a bunch. And I aint quite sure but I got me a hunch. Now I know I been drinkin but im thinkin kinda clear. This
, and run dmc, told sam what to think and it was bound to happen,bout time for someone to do some country rappin',giver the whole world a taste of colt ford
We bought to back it on up in the parkin' lot Got the beer on ice and the grill is hot On your mark, get set, baby, ready or not We gonna get some We
Intro) Thank Yall, How Yall Doin? Yeh, my names Colt Ford, I jus came here to do a little song for yall, bout where I come from, the way I see it, I brought
We hunt the world y'all, southern style Just some good ole boys White tail, monster bears Country boys, makin' noise Elk, Turkey, Pronghorn It's time
Chillin' on a dirt road Laid back, swervin' like I'm George Jones Smoke rollin' out the window An ice cold beer sittin' in the console Memory lane up
I got a cricket on the line and a bottle of shine A whippoorwill whistlin' everything is fine I got my plow boy bunny sittin' by my side What else does
I got two shot glasses and a bottle of tequila with nothing but time on my hands. I got my boots on tight and some money for the jukebox, so tell me if
Man, been workin hard all week Monday to friday Today, I guess I'm just goin do uh... Man I guess I'm goin do nothing in particular Anybody wants to come
hes got a back hoe its caterpillar yeller hes a heller of a feller drink a story teller with a DUI hes illegal to drive but he legally drinks gets legally
In her pinstriped suit she's so sophisticated she can't help it her diploma got her makin 200k while she's cruising in a jet black benz she can sip expensive
He works nine to five, five to nine, 99 point 9 per cent of the time, a motorhead with a bed in the back of his shop. He?s got his eyes on the clock until
Lord have mercy here she comes Behind the wheel of a pickup truck Mudd slingin' She's singin' Country girl just doin her thing and Ain't nothing like
'Round here we was raised in the church We worked when we was hurt And was proud of our dirt God came first and He still does Some things will always
(Verse 1) Lord things have changed since we first met We been down a long road that's filled with regret It's hard to forget and even harder to forgive
I roll up in my two ton Black and orange Harley, two tone Texas longhorn on the grill Two sexy ladies hanging from the wheel The music thumpin' down
Yes I live in a single wide To get up here it takes a four wheel drive Got a mean ass dog whose name is Sickem Sam I got a motor hangin' from a tree